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Sometimes I can't think of a single reason why I'm an investment banker (or investment banker- in- the- making) or for that matter... a security monitor in my reshall. In both, I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. And in both, there have been times where I take a breath, reflect, and wonder what the hell I'm doing wasting my time. But I should focus this entry on banking, because I'd feel like too much of a pussy complaining about the other one.
Not that working excel spreadsheets is difficult or that interacting with people is a challenge. But at the same time-- it all is. They make it hard on purpose. Unrealistic deadlines, social-politics, corporate-yet-conniving-group dynamics are part of the package. You learn to watch your back and stab with your front while dodging bullets. And hopefully-- when the metaphorical smoke clears, you can come out unscathed not only by what has been done to you, but more what you've just done.
It sounds like a fun game until you realize at some point in your involvement that it is more than a game-- people, places, things can and will get affected by your actions. You either go for it or let go. And I just don't like letting go.
Next Entry: Why Top Dog is king. *Hint: Pot God*
Not that working excel spreadsheets is difficult or that interacting with people is a challenge. But at the same time-- it all is. They make it hard on purpose. Unrealistic deadlines, social-politics, corporate-yet-conniving-group dynamics are part of the package. You learn to watch your back and stab with your front while dodging bullets. And hopefully-- when the metaphorical smoke clears, you can come out unscathed not only by what has been done to you, but more what you've just done.
It sounds like a fun game until you realize at some point in your involvement that it is more than a game-- people, places, things can and will get affected by your actions. You either go for it or let go. And I just don't like letting go.
Next Entry: Why Top Dog is king. *Hint: Pot God*